The theme, too, was one that gave little room for skepticism.

It was the story of Zaccheus, and story-telling was Moore's strong point.

The thing was well done.
Vivid portraitures of the outcast, shrewd, converted publican and the supercilious, self-complacent, critical Pharisee were drawn with a few deft touches.

A single sentence transferred them to the Foothills and arrayed them in cowboy garb.

Bill was none too sure of himself, but Hi, with delightful winks, was indicating Bruce as the Pharisee, to the latter's scornful disgust.